Gets off the train Itís okay But itís the same apartment That it was yesterday She flips on The TV And she eats all alone With it for company Lifeís pretty tough For a Brookline girl Trying to make it by herself In this big, cruel world Sheís running fast But sheís running all alone Trying to find a place Inside she can call home Well he ran away Ten months ago Said theyíd be friends But that was just for show Still she remembers His face Even though heís gone He still wonít leave this place Lifeís pretty tough For a Brookline girl Trying to make it by herself In this big, cruel world Sheís running fast But sheís running all alone Trying to find a place Inside she can call home She makes it by on the comfort of friends Her Mom calls her up from Detox again She wanders through the city, alone in the rain Wonders if she can make it and still stay sane So she takes A college course Trying to better herself So she wonít get worse And she smiles At the mirror The once-muddy life Is becoming clearer Lifeís pretty tough But thatís all right She knows that sheís Pretty tough inside Lifeís pretty tough For a Brookline girl Trying to make it by herself In this big, cruel world Sheís running fast But sheís running all alone Trying to find a place Inside she can call home
Fantasies of a Maniac
No face: swatches in silhouette eyes peering from the darkness of an alleyway alit in the soft glow of the arc-sodium streetlights above there is a small noise from behing and he sees the helpless wreck of a dog shivering and dripping with rainwater of a previous storm he sees but does not he seems to notice a snarl and a carnivorous look in its eyes and its claws are razors arenít they? Are they? So from within his trenchcoat he brings the cleaver its blade so clean he approaches the dog and the dog stands its ground is it growling or whimpering no matter with one swift maneuver the dog is Gone in a lake of maroon looking down he seems to recall the pretty young girl he had seen by the side of the road shaking and scared thumb jutting out to catch the attention of passing automobiles he had allowed her into the passenger seat of his depressing beige Buick he had allowed her to smoke her cigarette its glow in the darkness jumping and quivering and when she had tossed it out the window he had stopped ÖStoppedÖ she had no face at the end he had sent her into the storm Forever he can not remember the others All of the others; so many He stands for awhile and begins to walk from the alley under the arc-sodiums
The Fast Food Highways of America
The Fast-Food Highways of America: my country tis of thee I give my soul to the Golden Arches living within Dairy Queens and Burger Kings aching, killing lovely lovely French fries and the rocketís red glare strawberry shakes and the hot tar of summer bless me, hamburger and praise be to that pigtailed girl we all know as Wendy shops and stops eating eating I canít stop eating Subway and Arbyís and Hardeeís and more spill onto the floor in a waste I can taste the element of disgrace and my face opens up like a maw in the floor thereís a door I explore I am an apple-pie whore and I canít stop canít stop stop stop stop but it smells so good the hot greasy food and Iíd stop if I could but I canít and why should I itís not as if Iím obese at the least I am pudgy I canít help but wonder as I drag myself under if chocolate or vanilla or coffee or what I want to believe or get some reprieve from this gnawing unearthly need I canít stop I canít stop and I donít know if I want to
The King of Delight
I am the king of delight I am all bark and no bite if you come over youíll see Iím red rover and Iíll thrill you and fill all your night I am the king of despair unlike most, I havenít a care but you set me free come on and see me and Iíll thrill you with peppermints there I am the king of deceit toll it up and get a receipt after I thrill you why, Iíll have to kill you gorry, now wonít that be neat?
Remember: when we would run through the woods the thickets in the night youíd laugh and Iíd catch you weíd make love under the stars You seem to be slipping away now come back to me I didnít mean to hurt you this way donít cry, please donít cry Remember: the moon shone down and your hair like spun silver upon the pillow of the earth and your light breath tickling my neck Your breath isnít light now youíre crying too hard stay with me please donít yell, donít yell Remember: nights at home Iíd build in the basement youíd sing in the shower weíd talk of our day Iíve finished the basement now do you like it? I made it myself out of wood and steel yes, this is real But remember: remember, for Godís sake: how weíd sing and weíd dance how weíd go to shows how weíd work and play now, where are those moments where are those times who can say, who can say? God, I need you so much I need every part of you but you donít, you donít if youíd just stop screaming Iíd stop cutting things off Stop; remember the thickets of night in that long-ago dream remember the Holy Day when your Father gave you away he gave you me why canít you see that the parts of your whole are now mine to control Okay, donít: please, youíre fading again I know it hurts I know what hurt is come back to me come on come on there you go there you are your eyes are glassy so far away Remember remember with me Beaches Towns I love you I love you Cities long drives we once had a dog but he had no name so we called him Dog remember that? wake up bitch! wake up you numb bitch and remember with me Yes it hurts, so youíve said I can do worse maybe you shouldnít have tried to deceive me tried to love others how many just one? did you even consider my feelings in this? did you ever think youíd be fellating a gun oh come on now remember the good times we had letís not dwell on the past letís not think of the bad letís fervently hold to the dreams of the young letís look back shut up or Iíll cut out your tongue letís drift back in time when our love was so new back before I had to demoralize you please donít cry please donít cry no, I wonít let you die letís remember letís think back those summer night skies those nights in July stop, youíre gagging again I love you I do I need you with me remember, remember so young and so free remember the cruises the candy the films the love and the joy the flowers and fur remember, no come back! no donít die, donít leave No, remember no wait, Oh God youíre not her